Everlasting Conceited Supreme

Jiang Feng's current scene felt like a wall that was being pushed down by ten thousand people. However, this wall of his, before it could even be erected in the Spirit Abyss Sect, already had so many people who wanted to push him down.    

    

However, Jiang Feng was not surprised. Before he had entered the Spirit Floating Sect, he had thought that as a new disciple, it was very likely that he would be bullied by the old disciples. Ever since he had met the cultivators of the Immortal World, he did not doubt it at all.    

    

Wherever there were people, there would be martial arts world. Without sufficient strength, one would not be able to stand firm no matter where one went.    

    

Even if he, Jiang Feng, did not always stay in the sect, it would not be possible for him to stay in the sect for a short period of time if he wanted to.    

    

Furthermore, Jiang Feng was not someone who could tolerate being bullied for long.    

    

He kept a low profile and did not take the initiative to clash with others, but if anyone provoked him, and they wanted to fight him, no matter who it was, Jiang Feng was not afraid at all.    

    

"Look at all of you, squatting at the door like toads with a dead mother's look on your faces, don't block my way!" Jiang Feng said in an extremely arrogant tone, causing all the inner sect disciples to be completely shocked.    

    

Aren't you being too damn arrogant!    

    

He was on the verge of death, yet he still dared to throw a tantrum at them.    

    

"Hurry up and apologize for what you just said!" One of the inner sect disciple glared fiercely at Jiang Feng, his expression extremely cold, as though he wanted to eat him alive.    

    

"I didn't ask you to apologize, but instead, you all asked me to apologize. What are you doing with your IQ? Get out of my sight!" Jiang Feng shouted coldly, not showing any sign of cowardice because of the other side's numbers. In fact, it was many times more arrogant than them.    

    

The cultivator who was kind enough to warn Jiang Feng, was completely dumbstruck when he saw this scene. His eyes stared like copper bells, and his mouth was parched.    

    

"He's too arrogant. I've never seen such an arrogant new disciple, but he actually doesn't put us seniors in his eyes and even spoke rudely. Just based on these, killing him a hundred times is considered light."    

    

"This kind of person deserved to be taught a lesson by Hu Hao. Not to mention him, if it was me, I would have already been unable to endure it. I really don't know how Hu Hao endured until today."    

    

The group of inner sect disciples stared at Jiang Feng coldly, their words were not friendly, but rather, they were talking about killing.    

    

"Don't just whimper and whimper, hurry up if you want to make a move. Your father's hands are unable to endure the thirst." Jiang Feng provoked, he was not afraid of anything.    

    

This group of inner disciples thought that no matter how powerful they were, high above them, they would only bully people they thought they were weaker.    

    

"I've had enough!" An inner sect disciple roared and patted his chest. This brat was too hateful, his words were like thorns piercing into their minds, directly piercing through their abnormal anger. Flames roiled, shooting straight to the top of their heads.    

    

"Don't be impulsive. Hu Hao will naturally take care of him. We are here to watch a good show. Don't be angered by this person's few words." Someone stopped those impulsive disciples and tried to persuade them.    

    

"Just a bunch of clowns." Jiang Feng had bet that they would not dare to take action. For a large sect like the Spirit Swelling Sect, they would never allow their disciples to kill each other easily, if not, it would be too unruly.    

    

Facing Jiang Feng's provocation, the group of inner disciples could only clench their teeth and glare at him fiercely, not daring to make a move.    

    

The sect had a rule that a person who killed in private needed to face an extremely severe punishment. This punishment was so severe that no one dared to lightly touch it.    

    

Jiang Feng ignored the group of inner disciples who were clamoring and stepped into the courtyard.    

    

Immediately, Jiang Feng's gaze turned towards the door of his own room.    

    

He saw a bed on the ground, as well as some toiletries. They were all quite tattered.    

    

"Oh, Chen Fan has returned!"    

    

A mocking voice came out. Hu Hao stepped out of the room and looked at him with a playful expression. Behind him, there were a few other inner disciples behind him. They were all looking at him with a face of ridicule.    

    

"Who did it, come out." Jiang Feng said in a calm voice, he was not angry, but calm enough to make people think that he was afraid.    

    

"I don't know. No one is being too wicked. Why would they throw things that people use for their daily life on the ground?" Hu Hao said with a smile that didn't reach his eyes.    

    

"I don't know. Luckily we put away the basin used to wash Chen Fan's face. Otherwise, we wouldn't even have the equipment to wash his face tonight." Behind Hu Hao, a few inner court disciples voiced out their agreement, and their voices sounded out in a manner that caused people to feel disgusted.    

    

"Where's the basin? Bring it over." Hu Hao scolded.    

    

"I'm here, I'm here!" "Yes!" one of them replied. Then, they brought out a basin. The inside of the basin was filled with disgusting yellow liquid.    

    

This is urine!    

    

He, Jiang Feng's washbasin, the equipment to wash his face, had been splashed all over with urine.    

    

"Come on, this is the washbasin that we saved for you. Luckily it didn't break, but we just don't understand, how could there still be urine in here, could it be that the newly entered genius Chen Fan is that great? The reason he looks down on others is because he relied on urine to wash his face to gain confidence?" Hu Hao said in a teasing manner, which caused everyone to laugh out loud.    

    

Jiang Feng stared at the few of them indifferently. To be honest, their performances were similar to immature children in their teens. To think that they would play such a small trick on others.    

    

"Brother Hao!"    

    

He came in front of Hu Hao with a fawning expression, glanced at Jiang Feng, and then said to Hu Hao: "Brother Hao, Chen Fan actually didn't make too many mistakes, why don't you stop fooling him, everyone has something to say."    

    

Those who didn't understand him well would think that the Southern Gate was up to something. Only Jiang Feng knew what this fellow was plotting.    

    

"This guy doesn't know what's good for him. He doesn't even take the words that I've said seriously. He is extremely arrogant. If I don't teach him a lesson, how can I, Hu Hao, survive in the inner court?" Hu Haoyin said fiercely, not concealing the slightest bit of hostility he had towards Jiang Feng.    

    

"Then we might as well teach him a lesson and let him take a piss. Let's just forget about it." Nanmen Sheng mediated.    

    

"Since you've already said so, if I, Hu Hao, don't do it, I won't let others say that I've gone too far. Then let's do it." Hu Hao said magnanimously with an expression of admitting defeat.    

    

"Brother Chen, I've already settled the matter with you. What do you think?" Nan Gong Sheng turned and said to Jiang Feng.    

    

The collaboration between the Southern Gate and Hu Hao was beyond terrible. From the beginning to the end, this group of people had only been acting, treating Jiang Feng as though he was a fool.    

    

From the moment he appeared in the Southern Gate, Jiang Feng knew what this fellow was scheming. In the end, it turned out to be the case.